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"Okay," Ivan replies, opening the door to the back seat for

me.

I climb inside and type out a text to Violet.

Can we meet for lunch sometime this week?

Ivan slides behind the steering wheel while Lev gets into the front passenger seat.

Violet replies as Ivan steers the SUV out of the basement.

Sure. I'm free Thursday at twelve.

Thank God. I really need some girl time with my friend.

We're hit from the side, metal crushes, the force slamming me across the backseat and into the door. Glass shatters, and dazed, I hear Ivan shout, "Blyad"!"

The SUV flips, and I go airborne before slamming into the roof. We keep rolling, and I'm wildly tossed around until every part of my body aches, and I black out.

Coming to, I hear metal creaking. A copper taste fills my mouth, and I groan as I test my arms and legs.

Disorientated, I groan, "Ivan? Lev?"

They don't respond, and it has me pushing myself up. I glance to the front of the mangled SUV. There's no sign of

Lev, and Ivan is lying at an awkward angle, his eyes frozen in a dead stare.

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